Inside the house.

The four of them were eating, drinking, drinking, and chatting casually.

But the eyes of several people inadvertently looked at the kitchen several times, apparently watching for any slight changes that might appear there.

But apart from the explosion of small sparks and the smell of delicious food, nothing unusual was heard.

"It can't be that we guessed wrong, right?"

Huang Rong lowered her voice and finally couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Hearing this, Lu Li also frowned slightly, with a somewhat thoughtful look on his face.

Was it really just an accident this time?

Impossible.

With his current martial arts cultivation, there are very few people who can take the things in the house without alarming him.

Unless it's the kind of peerless master of the first class......

"Yes, let me see if you can really calm down?"

Lu Li's heart suddenly moved, and he thought about it.

After glancing at Huang Rong and the others, Lu Li got up and stretched slightly, walked into the kitchen, brought out a casserole stewed with a whole chicken, and said:

"Today we are really eating a little bit of support, I'm afraid this pot of chicken soup can't be drunk, I think it's better to fall at the door, feed those passing wild cats and dogs or something, right?"

While speaking, Lu Li walked to the door and directly threw the stewed medicinal chicken out with the casserole.

At the same time, a swift figure struck out from the shadows in an instant.

I saw that this person took a few light steps under his feet, and his speed suddenly increased several times faster.

Seeing that this casserole is about to fall to the ground and shatter, the delicious food inside will also be destroyed.

The man's gesture changed, his palms poked out, and then an invisible palm force appeared out of thin air, like a soft whirlwind, and lifted the casserole that was still a few feet away back into his hand.

With this kung fu alone, it can be seen that the martial arts of the people who come to the country are high and the internal strength is deep, which is enough to be called the peak of the realm.

"Look, didn't this vegetable thief come out on his own?"

Lu Li turned his head, looked at the three people beside him with a smile, and said with a bit of smugness on his face.

The three of them looked at it, and saw that the man had a rectangular face, rough hands and feet, although his body was covered with patches, but it was cleanly washed, and he was holding a green bamboo in his hand, which was as bright as jade, and he was carrying a large gourd with vermilion lacquer around his waist.

At this time, he sat on the ground casually without any image, eating the chicken leg in his hand, and from time to time he drank two sips of the wine in the gourd.

Seeing him gobbling up and enjoying the wind, it was obvious that Huang Rong's food was very suitable for his appetite.

"Seven Princes?" Mu Nianci said with surprise.

Mu Nianci recognized the identity of this person at a glance, it was the senior master who taught her martial arts for three days a few years ago.

Although it was only three days, the moves and experience of those martial arts made her feel that she had benefited a lot so far.

Compete to recruit relatives, her ability to overwhelm the crowd, if she really wants to make a move, even her father-in-law Yang Tiexin is not her opponent.

And the source of these is because Hong Qigong taught her carefully for three days.

The Iron-Footed Immortal King had tested Mu Nianci's martial arts a few days ago, and then bluntly said the name of Hong Qigong, during which he also told them about the wonderful event of Huashan's sword debate twenty years ago.

"The Seventh Duke of Beibeg?" Guo Jing looked at Mu Nianci in surprise and asked.

Huang Rong's smart eyes also fell on Hong Qigong's body at this time, and her eyes were contemplative, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"I didn't expect the leader of the beggar gang, the famous Northern Beggar Hong Qigong on the rivers and lakes, to actually like to do something like to steal chickens and touch dogs?"

Lu Li looked at Hong Qigong with a slight smile, and there was a bit of teasing in his tone.

"You kid is really not like words, you want to lure the old man to call Hanako out, just know it, why waste such food?"

Hong Qigong ignored the faint ridicule in Lu Li's words, but glared at him with a little dissatisfaction because he threw away the food at will just now.

After gnawing on the chicken leg in his hand and wiping his oily mouth, Hong Qigong retorted with righteous words: "You don't want this pot of things, you just got a cheap one and picked up a ready-made one, how can you say that I stole it?" ”

"In recent days, every dish in our house will inexplicably reduce the amount of portions, and my predecessor dares to say that this is not from you?" Lu Li suddenly said something, and asked again.

In the past few days, every time a prepared dish is served, I will find that the portion is a little insufficient.

At first, I thought that after the two people were missing, the amount of cooking time was not well controlled, and I didn't notice anything wrong, but now that I think about it, it must be this Hong Qigong who is secretly making trouble.

"Boy, you have to tell the evidence when you speak, otherwise I will go to the yamen to sue you for slander. Besides, the ability to steal chickens and touch dogs, on the rivers and lakes, I can only rank second at most, with you, the thief saint, who dares to admit the first? ”

Hong Qigong took a sip of the wine in the gourd, and after burping, he said confidently.

Lu Li: "......"

Don't they all say that Hong Qigong is brave and honest?

Who did you learn this ...... from?

"Qigong, your old man is right, some people can only say things about others, but they do some shady things all day long, and they have to take the nickname of "stealing saints". ”

Huang Rong walked to Hong Qigong's side with a smile, said in a flattering tone, and looked at Lu Li provocatively with a slightly smug gaze.

Even Mu Nianci, who is usually gentle like water, looked at Lu Li with reproachful eyes at this time, as if he was dissatisfied with his attitude towards Hong Qigong.

Mu Nianci followed closely behind Huang Rong and respectfully saluted Hong Qigong.

Lu Li: It's as if you didn't participate in the spoils when I shared the spoils.

Looking at Huang Rong's current style, what kind of calculations she was making in her heart, Lu Rong also had some guesses.

For the sake of your brother Jing, I can understand that you have to build a good relationship with Hong Qigong, but there is no need to step on me.

"Qigong, did you eat enough just now, why don't I cook a few more dishes for you?"

Without waiting for Lu Li to reply to her, Huang Rong hurriedly shushed and asked to warm up, and Hong Qigong was not familiar with each other at all, not at all like the two of them who met for the first time.

Lu Li didn't say anything to him, just stood aside and quietly watched Huang Rong's performance.

It didn't take long for the happy old man Hanako to pat his buttocks, straighten up, laugh a few times arrogantly, and said, "Okay, the old Hanako will let you see the power of the eighteen palms of the dragon today." ”

"Is the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending Powerful Sect? How did I hear that there is a martial art that is its nemesis. ”

Lu Li, who had been silent, suddenly interrupted them and said, with a little mystery in his tone.

"Oh? What kind of martial arts mastery is it, and can you defeat my eighteen dragon palms? When Hong Qigong heard this, he was also a little interested, and couldn't help but ask with a smile.

He has traveled south and north for so many years, but he really hasn't heard of any kind of martial arts that specializes in subduing the eighteen palms of the dragon.

"The golden bell cover iron cloth shirt, the eighteen palms of the dragon descending!"